[Verse 1] Stuck on the sofa, it’s a bloody crime, Flippin’ through channels, wastin’ me time. Got me glue in a bag, and I’m ready to puff, Cos this crap on the telly ain’t nearly enough! [Chorus] (Glued to the Telley) but it’s all gone shite, (Bored out me skull) every bloody night. Huffin’ on fumes just to feel the vibe (Hollywoods dead) glue keeps me alive! [break] [Verse 2] “Rings of Power,” more like Rings of Snore, All that cash spent and it’s still a bore. Sniffin’ up glue just to stay awake, J.R. Tolkein must be rolling in his grave! [Chorus] (Glued to the Telley) but it’s all gone shite, (Bored out me skull) every bloody night. Huffin’ on fumes just to feel the vibe (Hollywoods dead) glue keeps me alive! [guitar solo] [Verse 3] And don’t get me started on the wars of the stars, Used to be epic, now its gone too far Grabbed me glue bag to get thru the strain Modern day bullshit drives me Insane. [Chorus] (Glued to the Telley) but it’s all gone shite, (Bored out me skull) every bloody night. Huffin’ on fumes just to feel the vibe (Hollywoods dead) glue keeps me alive! [break] [outro verse] Maybe it’s the glue or maybe it’s me, These shows used to be great, now it’s all just a spree. The modern audience, it doesn’t exist, Get back to the basics, give me some grit! [guitar solo] [Verse 3] And don’t get me started on the wars of the stars, Used to be epic, now
